The day barely begins as I take my morning breath
I wander to the kitchen to make coffee
The snow outside is lifeless without a breeze
And the frightful face of winter perishes
No longer do I fret of the cold, the damp
It has no power over me, nor any man
The strength God has given me grows
And I am like a tempest in a cave
Hovering, listless and joined with spirit
Working with the forces of Nature
To bring the life into my old bones
So that I can follow great things, great love
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